On the Open Road
June 30, 2006 by lorddeathchin
And so came the sound of ringing chimes,
Along with the shifting sands of time,
The dread of living in a lie,
May finally be buried with a sigh.
A number requested by a friend,
As a means to meet an end.
After much hesitation it was sent,
What would come to be in the end?
The sentence of ‘hope you do not mind’,
Became the start of a trade of how and why.
The conversation formal and polite,
Punctuated by when and where will you spend your time.
The trading of the frozen time,
To rid off the imagined and to face the light.
A wise choice with a wishful eye,
It may be the start or it will die.
To be the roof or be the floor,
Is not what I would expect to be brought forth.
Curious with the sentence after many thoughts,
Answer was given with a twisting torque.
Uncertainty raised for the sake of fun,
A reply given made to stun.
The question of another lane to run,
So we are able to listen to the breathing lung.
This is perhaps the open road,
Leading to the path unknown.
Stay put and all is gone,
Walk this path to face the new dawn.
~Enimsil Liwrouy~
